Pure Essence: Wow! Thanks to all the people and their reviews! I'm glad many of you liked it! Also this chapter and the next is written by my cousin but posted by me. After the next chapter, I'll be continuing it for her.

Disclaimer: Nopey – doe! I Don't own digimon!

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Izumi stared hard at the pictures in her wallet. They were taken out and spread all over the wooden dining table. There were four pictures. They consisted of she and her family smiling at the camera, waving happily, a picture of the entire gang when they were eleven, a picture of her and Takuya at the high school dance and one more of her mother and father's wedding.

I miss them. She sighed inwardly and unconsciously touched her face and felt that it was wet. Why am I crying?

She hastily wiped the salty liquid from her face with the sleeve of her jacket and stared back down at the pictures. Then, she picked up the one with her and Takuya. Without a second thought, she tore it in half, then in half, and again, and again until it was nothing more but a pile of ripped up photo.

Him and I are finished! Izumi declared to herself. Then, taking the ripped up pieces of the photo, she dumped it into the trash and sat back down and resumed to staring at the photos.

If she could, she would cut Takuya off the picture of the entire gang. But she didn't ruin the picture.

I wonder where is Kouji. She thought. She winced at the thought. It's none of my business. Knowing him, he probably tell me to mind my own business.

What I don't understand is what happened yesterday… Without knowing it, her face grew hot and into a deep shade of magenta. I just hope it's an accident. I mean, he's not the type of person to act like that. When we first met him, he won' t even let us help him!

Izumi stared down at the photos yet again. Then, picking them up, she place them back into their rightful place into her wallet. Her stomach grumbled. That was then she realized that it was twelve and she didn't have any breakfast yet.

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The moonlight streamed through the closed window and lit up the bed at the side of the room. It showed, in its illumination a bed with nothing on it. However, no one was sleeping in it. The moonlight also showed a figure sleeping on the floor beside the real bed.

It was a makeshift bed of a blanket on the floor, two pillows and a blanket. In a corner of the room, it reflected a figure sitting on a comfy chair.

I didn't want it to happen this way. Izumi thought pathetically to herself. It wasn't supposed to end this way.

Izumi sat up and looked out at the moon just outside the window. Its ivory light was bright and was the star of attraction. The stars couldn't compare to it. The moon is just like me…Izumi thought.

Then, she turned to see a figure sitting on a chair and she assumed that he was asleep. She smiled slightly as she pulled the blankets all the way up her shoulders. At least, I got the blankets.

The whole situation went like this. Kouji didn't have a spare guest room and the only bed was in his room. He insisted that she use the bed, but she refused. Both being stubborn as they are, thus the scene is created.

"If only…" Izumi whispered, letting her sentence go unfinished.

"If only what?" A voice behind her asked. "Certainly, a lot has happened back in Tokyo, hasn't it?"

Izumi nodded slowly. "A lot has happened. A lot that I want to leave behind and don't remember."

"Tell me." Kouji said in a soothing voice.

"Mom and dad died two months back. I was there." Izumi said in a dry voice. The memory was painful. In fact, it was dreadful.

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"The left wing's been hit!" The conductor's voice blared out from the microphones. "All passengers remain calm as we get the emergency boats! We're going to land in the water!"

A low murmur rang out in the passengers' crowd.

Izumi gripped the edge of her seats with both of her hands, feeling her nails digging in the velvet cushioning.

She felt the plane tumbled and tossed and turned. Then, the plane hit something very hard. She felt herself being thrown out of her seat. She rolled onto the floor and grabbed the nearest thing in sight, the edge of a seat. Stumbling to get up, she approached the opened plane door and tried to get out. But the waves tossed in and pushed her back.

I have to get out! She screamed at herself all the time. Diving into the dangerous currents, she tried to swim towards a boat.

"Aki!" Izumi heard her father shout.

She whirled around to see her father at the edge of the boat trying to grab hold of her mother's hand.

"Izumi!" He shouted at her.

Izumi saw a large wave coming and it pulled her under the water. She fought to resurface and came up sputtering and coughing.

"Don't let go Aki!" Her father shouted, as he felt his wife's hand slipped from his.

"Let me go Daichi!" Izumi's mother said. "Or we'll both fall!"

"Then we'll fall together!" Izumi's dad cried.

Izumi managed to grab hold of a boat and felt herself being pulled out of the water by a flight attendant.

"Mom!" She cried, struggling to wriggle free of the flight attendant's grasp.

A large wave came and dragged her mother under the water.

"Aki!" Izumi watched in horror as her father dove in after her mother.

"Mom!" She cried, feeling tears streamed down her already wet face. "Dad!"

She screamed their names over and over.

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(A/N: End of chapter 4! Yippy! All that uploading is getting on my nerves… My computer is so slow! EVIL COMPUTER I TELL YOU! ONE OF  THESE DAYS I'M GONNA KICK ITS BUTT! Anyways, R/R)